Life Dungeon Game

He Ao cleaved the flying rubble at him with a single sword stroke.

Rockway's physical attributes at this moment have far surpassed his physical attributes of nearly 3,000 when he only activated his super memory.

The advantages of the knight's sword can make up for some of the gap, but not much.

The power of hyper memory cannot be used for long; the longer it is used, the greater the damage to the body. Even though Lockway's enhancement is only temporary, Heo may not be able to last until his enhanced power is exhausted.

Just then, a somewhat distorted power spread out from the bottom of the entire hall, entered He Ao's body, and began to repair his injuries.

In that instant, He Ao's mind stirred, and he glanced subtly at the little girl in the red dress in the corner of the hall.

At this moment, the little girl in the red dress had her eyes closed, her hands held horizontally in front of her chest, her thumbs and little fingers touching, forming a somewhat strange 'gesture'.

Clearly, the power emanating from this hall was mobilized by the little girl in the red dress.

At this moment, Lockway seemed to notice the strange power in the hall. He raised his hand, and countless fine threads spread out like a spider web, trying to seal Heo's body. Then he immediately turned his body and looked at the little girl in the red dress.

As he turned around, Heo raised his knight's sword, cut the thin thread in front of him, and thrust the sword towards his back.

Feeling the breeze behind him, Locke's lips curled into a smile. He turned around instantly, and his huge fist slammed towards He Ao like a streak of light.

His gaze at the little girl was feigned; he was luring He Ao into attacking him, his true intention being to assault He Ao.

However, facing that huge fist, Heo did not dodge at all. Instead, he raised his knight's sword and used a heavy-hitting technique to thrust out the sword, which instantly passed through Lockway's fingers and pierced into his palm.

Meanwhile, Lockway's fist

It also hit He Ao, sending him flying.

He drew his knight's sword and flew backward.

Invisible threads flew out from the air, attempting to entangle him and cut him into pieces, but he cut them off with his sword.

Finally, Heo slammed into the hall wall, cracking it like a spiderweb, then spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Lockwell.

At this moment, the fleshy buds in Lockwell's palm twitched, sealing the sword wound, but the energy gathering point pierced in his palm could no longer be restored.

He had guessed Lockwell's plan; he had initially set his sights on that energy convergence point.

He could also clearly feel that Lockway's speed had slowed down, and the enhancement he received from the hall was greatly reduced due to the little girl's influence.

He Ao freed himself from the wall, glancing down at the sword sheath and scalpel stuck in the ground not far in front of him.

Rockwell glanced at the little girl in the corner, then at Heo, who was stuck in a crack in the wall closer to him. After a brief hesitation, he rushed toward Heo like a hurricane.

Just then, the red-haired woman who had been standing next to the wooden cabinet took out a long, narrow wooden box from her pocket. She opened the lid, revealing a small, purplish-black throwing knife inside that exuded a chilling aura.

She glanced at the throwing knife in the box, a look of pain flashing across her face, but she didn't hesitate to reach out, her fingertips tracing the blade, and a trickle of blood with a red glow seeped out, causing the entire throwing knife to quickly float up.

Of everyone present, she was the weakest, so it took her several exchanges with He Ao and Lockwell to finish her preparations.

The red-haired woman's face paled slightly. She gritted her teeth and gently raised her hand. "Go!"

At this moment, she and He Ao are absolutely teammates. If He Ao dies, she will also be killed by this madman of the Eternal Cult.

The sharp throwing knife, carrying a certain quiet aura, shot out like a phantom, striking towards Lockwell, who was rushing towards Heo.

"what!"

Lockeway's expression changed, and he reached back to grab the throwing knife. In that instant, the knife suddenly turned, sliced ​​past his fingertips, and spun to the other side.

The actual power of this throwing knife was not strong, but it was extremely fast and exceptionally sharp, like a real phantom.

Locke unleashed his power once more, attempting to catch the throwing knife.

But then, he saw He Ao, who had broken free from the wall, rush out like a streak of light and slash towards his body.

Locke's expression changed, and he immediately withdrew his hand. Countless thin threads spread through the air, trying to entangle the throwing knife. At the same time, he turned his body around, and golden light piled up in his hand to form a huge gauntlet, which smashed towards He Ao's face with a deafening sonic boom.

At this moment, Heo had already reached the scabbard and scalpel. He used the tip of his knight's sword to insert into the ground, lifted the scalpel, and flew it towards Lockwell. As Lockwell slightly turned his body to dodge the scalpel, Heo pulled the scabbard out of the ground with his free left hand.

Then, following the motion of raising the sword, he twirled the knight's sword in his right hand, changing from holding the sword in a forward-facing position to a reverse-facing position.

He then drew his sword forward, using a powerful strike technique to deflect Lockway's incoming fist to the side, while simultaneously stepping forward and turning sideways.

He raised his knight's sword, swung it horizontally with a backhand, and sliced ​​across Lockway's abdomen.

Due to the difference in strength between the two, he did not confront Locke head-on, but instead used skill to change the direction of Locke's force and then attacked.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; Heo had already passed Rockwell and walked behind him.

He raised his head, his back to Lockwell, glanced at the little girl in the red dress who had already opened her eyes in the corner, and silently asked a question.

Watching his lips move, after a brief hesitation, the little girl in the red dress nodded gently and closed her eyes again.

He Ao withdrew his gaze and looked up ahead. At this moment, the red-haired woman's throwing knife was already entangled in a net woven from fine threads. He Ao raised his hand and cut the net with a single sword stroke. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the torn wound on the tiger's mouth of his hand holding the sword sheath, and turned back to look at Locke, who had also turned around.

The little girl in the red dress was still manipulating the power of the hall to heal his injuries, but the speed of healing could not keep up with the speed at which he was damaged by activating his super memory.

However, this also greatly reduced the damage he suffered, allowing him to last longer.

Lockway's physical attributes were around 4,000 to close to 5,000 at the moment, while the difference between him and He Ao was only a little over 1,000. With the boost from the heavy strike martial arts technique and the help of his teammates, this difference was enough to close a lot of the gap.

Rockaway clearly has very little real combat experience; most of his power comes from his gifts. Although he possesses great strength and even some strong combat talent, his practical combat experience and skills are far from sufficient.

With this shift in power, the gap between He Ao and him has narrowed considerably.

This is not the first time He Ao has fought against a stronger opponent.

Locke clutched his bleeding abdomen and turned to look at He Ao.

Although his punch had injured He Ao's hand by the sword sheath of his fist, the injury was not obvious; it only tore the tiger's mouth.

Compared to his injuries, Heo's injuries were much less severe.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that as He Ao gradually caused damage, his body's strength had become slightly unstable, and all of He Ao's attacks were not random.

"Little Yiluo, I underestimated you,"

He stared at He Ao, glancing at the flying knife in the air and the little girl in the red dress with her eyes still tightly closed in the corner.

At this moment, under He Ao's divine sense, two of the four energy gathering points of Lockwell had actually been destroyed in the two trips he had made.

His remaining two energy gathering points are no longer sufficient to maintain his energy circuit. If he destroys just one more energy gathering point, his energy circuit will completely collapse.

However, it is clear that Rockaway will not be killed so easily.

He raised his palm, and bright rays of light appeared on his skin. He grinned and stared at He Ao. "Now, I will make sure you die a complete death."

As the familiar markings gradually appeared on Lockway's body, He Ao gripped his rapier tightly, his expression slightly somber. But then, as if confirming something, he let out a soft sigh.

"Are you a member of the Eternal Old Church?"

"No,"

Rockwell shook his head slightly. "I am a believer in the eternal light. Unfortunately, you have met the strongest person in this church."

Heo raised his knight's sword and charged at him without hesitation.

At that very moment, endless light poured down from the dome of the church hall, and invisible fine lines converged to form a grid-like wall, blocking Rockaway's path.

Rockaway looked up, gazing at the light in the sky, and suddenly roared.

"All living beings and the universe are sinful, only the light can illuminate the end!"

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Chapter 788 The End of Rockaway (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

A vast and boundless power poured down along with the dazzling light, and Lockway's body shrank and solidified almost instantly. In that instant, his aura rose like a mountain rising from the ground.

An intense sense of oppression permeated the entire hall. Cracks appeared all over the thick walls. The red-haired woman standing in the distance seemed to suddenly bear some heavy weight, stumbled, and fell to the ground, unable to stand.

The flying knife crashed to the ground.

In the corner of the hall, the red-haired little girl also had a furrowed brow, the paper butterfly wings at the ends of her hair limply unfurling, and her blood-red dress fluttering and rustling even without wind.

Standing in front of Lockwell, Heo was under the greatest pressure. His brows were furrowed on his blood-covered face, but his hands did not stop moving.

The sharp knight's sword still cut through the netting blocking his way without hesitation.

A strange look flashed across Lockway's face. He looked at Heo, slowly raised his hand, and a terrifying pressure emanated from his body. A golden short sword appeared in his hand. He raised the short sword and met Heo's knight's sword head-on.

With a soft 'bang,' He Ao's body was suddenly sent flying backward.

But he did not fall. He planted his feet on the ground, his sword and scabbard plunging into the earth, carving four long furrows into the hard rock floor like a plow, extending backward.

Just as he smashed through a broken wooden chair and was about to reach the wall, his body finally stabilized.

"cough--"

His chest and abdomen contracted uncontrollably, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the cold stone floor.

At this moment, he was very close to the little girl in the red dress. The little girl opened her eyes and looked at him.

“My lovely little Ilo, your talent and will are so moving. You must have secrets I don’t know, and you must have had adventures that I don’t even know about.”

Rockwell looked at his body straightening up again, his tone carrying a mixture of admiration and regret.

"Want to know?"

He Ao slowly raised his blood-stained face, his dark eyes, as deep as an abyss, staring at him. "You might know after dying once."

The pure white knight's sword, stained with blood, was suddenly swung up, slashing towards Lockway's face.

At that very moment, the little girl in the red dress standing behind He Ao took a step forward, transforming into countless shattered blood-red petals, which then coalesced into a blood-red paper butterfly that landed on He Ao's shoulder.

A surge of vitality instantly flowed into He Ao's body.

"It's shameless to talk big."

Lockway chuckled, raised his arm, and a golden shield formed in front of his arm, blocking the knight's sword that Heo was slashing at.

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

The golden shield shattered the moment it touched the knight's sword, turning into endless streams of light.

A huge crack spread backward from his feet, shattering all the remaining wooden chairs along the way, and finally reaching the wall that He Ao had just crashed into.

With a loud 'boom,' the wall that had withstood several attacks shattered, blasting open a dark hole.

But He Ao's sword didn't stop; it continued to press down, aimed at Lockeway's shield.

The arm in front was swung away.